*2 is sitting on a bench. His short hair a mess, to go along with his suit. He moves a toothpick around his mouth and occasionally removes it and puts it back. He looks up at the camera.*


It's finally my turn. It's finally time. And it seems I've gotten just a little bit lucky. Two bodies to break, and no limits to the options in which I can break them.... I'm not sure I could ask for a more tantalizing debut and exhibition of my skills.

*A dark but honest grin shines across 2's face.*

Someone named Him, and a Wish. A forgettable name, and something they will both have to hope comes real, if they plan on beating me. I'm not afraid of the things that will happen to me. I'm not worried about the damage it will do to my body or my career. I won't have second thoughts or pause for a second to worry about a decision. I will only act. I will only fight. I will only break. Every time, but especially right now. It's a chance to make a noticeable splash in my debut in XWF.

To gather attention to my art project. So the world can see how beautiful destruction can truly be. I'll lay the base down next week, a thick layer of red to work from.

Come Wednesday, your worlds will all change. You will see everything differently. You will witness art in the making. The first few chips out of the marble, cause why not use another art metaphor right?

*He raises his left hand to his face like he is shading his eyes from the sun.*

The bright lights are calling our names. The people begging to see our skills and our blood. And I intend to satiate them fully. The blood of Him. A Wish bone. First of many ingredients I'll be collecting. Can you withstand the pressure? The pain? The disappointment? I don't even know these guys and I'm not sure they can handle it.

.......

Is anyone else still stuck on Wishbone? I just keep thinking of that adorable Jack Russell Terrier. And smashing him. Sorry.

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*2 seems lost in thought for a moment.*

Wait. What the fucks going on with Lupita?

*end*